Chris decided to start with what she had asked for. "I wish you had long, healthy hair" A pleasant tingling began in her scalp, and hair sprouted from it at an incredible rate. The band holding her pony tail shot open as the thickness and volume of her hair stretched it beyond its breaking point. It stopped growing when it reached her lower back.
She reached behind her and pulled a handful of silken locks into view. "That was amazing!" she cried. "Do you have a mirror?"
"I wish there was a big mirror in here" A two foot wide, floor to ceiling mirror appeared across from his bed. She stood and turned to the side to admire the incredible mane she now possessed, Chris couldn't believe she didn't want to change anything else. "You wouldn't want to be taller? Bigger tits? Nothing?"
Amber bent over, then snapped back up to add even more fullness to her tresses. Then, her attention moved to the reflection of her chest. She thought about some of her well endowed teammates. "Kristi and Jen have pretty big boobs, and they just get in the way. No, I like 'em the way they are."
This was no good at all. He didn't want this story transferred to the Hair Extension archive, so he had to change her mind. "I wish you wanted to look sexier." After a brief glow from the rock, he said, "Are you sure you don't you want bigger tits?"
She reached up and grabbed her chest. "These things are way too small. I've always wanted humongous tits!!"
"I wish you had 38DDs." The tingling she had felt on her head was now duplicated in her chest. Her expanding flesh quickly snapped her sports bra, and the fabric of her uniform lost its bagginess as her breasts filled it completely; her nipples were ready to poke right through it.
While she looked overjoyed with the change, he realized that her clothes were entirely inappropriate. "I wish you were wearing sexy lingerie." Her uniform morphed itself into a frilly, midriff baring camisole top with matching panties. The black satin material was hugging her figure perfectly. He found himself jealous of the cups built into the top, because they were gently cradling the most perfect pair of tits he had ever seen. But, her white gym shoes clashed horribly with her new outfit. "I wish your shoes matched your clothes." She momentarily wobbled as she adjusted to standing in the black high heels encasing her feet.
"That's better..." she said as she continued to examine her image. She began running her hands over her new curves, but was suddenly repulsed at how plain her hands were. "I need a manicure!"
He obliged her with "I wish you had just had a manicure." Glossy, two inch French tips shot out from each of her fingers. "Anything else?"
Amber studied her reflection carefully. She pouted her unadorned lips and said, "I could use some makeup."
"I wish your hair and makeup had been done at the best salon in the city" Muted but unmistakable colors began tinting her face - glossy red lips, rosy cheeks, and dark eyelids were all shaded perfectly. Subtle blonde streaks began weaving themselves through the loose, fat curls forming in her hair - the style was right on the verge of being too big, but framed her face and figure in just the right way. When it was all done, she looked like she stepped straight off a page from the Victoria's Secret catalog.
"I look totally fucking hot!" she declared, as she struck a pose which thrust out her cleavage. He agreed with her completely. His porn-worthy cock was standing at full attention.
Then...
Fri Sep 26 04:46:09 2008